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Subscriptions or Advertisements for the "American Literary Gazette" will be received by the above Agents, and they will forward to the Editor any Books or Publications intended for notice. AUGUST 15, 1866. OUR CONTINENTAL CORRESPONDENCE. Ir is with regret I inform you of the death of M. Méry, who has for a great many years occupied a respectable rank in French literature. His personal qualities endeared him to everybody thrown within their influence, and he was recommended to a still wider circle by a singularly brilliant wit, a most retentive memory, great commerce with men, greater commerce with books. The stories told of his memory and reading are quite wonderful, even after they have been plentifully sprinkled with grains of allowance. He could, so it was said, repeat the Eneid from the beginning, and he could "cap" any verse in the Latin poets, the obscurest of them not excluded. He was as familiar with French and Italian literature and Italian music. He possessed great skill in all games, and especially in those borrowed from the mathematics, and in which profound combinations commanded success, such as chess. It at first seems matter of surprise a man with his gifts should leave no memorial of his mental endowments. Surprise ceases upon examination of his life. He was addicted to gambling, and the great majority of his works were written to satisfy this passion (as he confesses in the letter I sent you two weeks ago). Wasting his nights over the gambling table, writing with his eye fixed on the clock to complete the "copy" before the grace of debts of honor had expired, the wonder is how he managed to write at all. Suicide would seem to be the only act a man could be capable of under these circumstances. His works raise expectations continually; the reader is sure the next page will satisfy his hopes until he reaches The End. The works on which he most prided himself are novels whose scene is laid in India and China, which he never visited, and about which we, and especially Frenchmen, were quite ignorant when these novels were written (1839-43.) When an author challenges attention with imaginary travels, however ingenious, adroit, wonderful they may be, I bow and keep on my way, for the value of a book of travels lies in its faithful and particular description of the country; it is a production of eyes and fingers alone. I don't like counterfeits, whatever the skill of the counterfeiter may be. Imaginary travels are but counterfeits. Joseph Méry was born at Aygalades in 1798; he was thoroughly educated in Greek and Latin, and made his first appearance in letters by writing a satire against Abbé Eliçagaray, for which the courts of justice rewarded him with fifteen months' imprisonment. The moment he was liberated he began to write in a newspaper," Le Phocéen," a journal which carried on a violent opposition to the Bourbons; it was edited by Alphonse Rabbe. Méry then established a newspaper called "La Mediterranée," which in process of time absorbed "Le Phocéen," and became the "Semaphore," which is now one of the most prosperous papers in the French provinces. In 1824, he came to Paris, and acted for some time as secretary to Rabbe, who was then writing historical epitomes (which, by the way, led M. Thiers to write the "History of the Revolution;" he and Rabbe were long intimate friends). Soon after his arrival, young Soulé (better known to you as the Hon. Pierre Soulé, the eloquent advocate and statesman of Louisiana), then chief editor of "Le Nain Jaune," enlisted Méry among his contributors. But it was not until Méry joined M. Barthélémy in writing poetical satires his name became known. These satires, known by the barbarous names of "Les Sidiennes," "La Villeliade," "La Corbiereide," "Rome et Paris,' ,” “ La Censure," "La Peyronneide," and “La Guerre d'Alger," were extremely popular. One of them brought him in $5000, and another $12,000 royalty-large amounts of money for such poems at any time, enormous sums of money in those days. When he received the $5000 mentioned, he had four sous in his pocket, and the first use he made of his newly acquired wealth was to have his beard shaved. After the revolution of July, he wrote "Nemesis," another political satire, and then he went to Italy to pay homage to the Bonaparte family. Between his satires against the Bourbon government he had written a poem, "Napoleon in Egypt." In 1837, he began to write prose. "Le Bonnet Vert" was his first prose work. It was quickly followed by "Les Scènes de la Vie Italienne;""Un Amour dans l'Avenir;" "Heva," "La Guerre du Nizam," "La Floride," etc. He wrote plays and "books" of operas for nearly all the theatres of Paris. He failed to command success as a playwriter. He tells, in his "Souvenirs Contemporains," of the anguish he felt at the miscarriage of some of these plays. He wrote a great deal, too, in the newspapers of the day; sometimes as a dramatic critic, or as literary critic, or as a contributor of stories to the feuilleton. He had long been ill with two implacable diseases, consumption and cancer. His death has been daily expected since last January. Improvident as he was, his declining days were spared all privation by the generosity of the Emperor, who supplied his wants, paid his funeral expenses, and gave him a grave. His funeral was largely attended. He never married. He has a large family at Marseilles. I am sorry to say Count de Montalembert continues to suffer a great deal. It is said he is so greatly reduced by his illness and the painful operations performed on him as not to be recognized. No one is allowed to enter his chamber but his wife and a nurse. Exception, however, was made for Bishop Dupanloup, of Orleans, who passed through Paris a few days since on his way to the mountains of Savoy, where he is accustomed to take his annual estival rest. It is said the Countess de Boigue, who died a few weeks since, leaves two unpublished novels and some very interesting historical memoirs, extending from 1815 to 1848, if not 1865. . . . Joseph Dalton Hooker, Esq., of Kew, has been elected by the Academy of Sciences as its correspondent in the M. place of the late Sir William Hooker. Théodore de Banville told one of his friends recently he invariably read twenty pages of M. Victor Hugo's "Contemplations, or Legende des Siedes," before he began to fill his ears with sonorous words and his mind with metaphors. In Sir James Mackintosh's Life there is a like curious confession; if I remember rightly, he says he read Robertson's Charles V. for an hour or two before proceeding to address the grand jury. Wirt, in his "British Spy." tells how an eminent lawyer, of the Richmond bar, read Bolingbroke for hours before he would be called upon to argue cases; and Wirt makes some interesting, but not altogether true, observations on the effect of this prelection. . . Here is a sketch of M. de Banville: "The person and talents of M. de Banville are a violent antithesis, likely to mislead the most sagacious observer. One is justly astonished that a man who is so gentle, so polite, so modest, so timid, so constantly ready to bow, to be humble, to yield to everybody who, in his company, pretends to the front rank, the floor and authority, can in literature think differently from other people. One says to himself: What! that round Benedictinelike head, bald from forehead to neck; that pale, clean-shaved, somnolent face; that physiognomy of a sprightly and tired abbé, on which good feeling spreads its smiles, while exiling imperceptible ... ... AUGUST 15, 1866. irony to both corners of the lips; what! all that, belying appearances, conceals an insurgent of poetry, the last unrepentant son of the Romantic school?" M. Ferdinand Fabre (whom M. Sainte Beuve called "an able pupil of Balzac") has written a new novel, "Le Chevrier." He says it was suggested by reading Amyot's old translation of "Daphnis and Chloe in the Mountains of Savoy." It delighted him at first, and then he felt aversion to it because it failed to show him modern sentiments. He then determined to write a story to show simply and ingenuously what Christianity has added to the human soul. As he made excursions on foot in the Southern Cevennes Mountains, living with goat-herds and surrounded by herds of goats and wild mountain scenery, he accumulated materials for his story, and wrote it on his return home. He says he wandered with goat-herds in his native mountains, and was thirteen years old before he knew his letters. Paris is puzzling its brains to discover the authoress of a novel published in the "Revue des Deux Mondes," and republished by Messrs. Michel Levy: "Le Peché de Madeleine." The editor of the review would have us believe this is the history of the novel. Early in 1864 it was sent by an unknown hand to the Review's office with a A ders. . . . The angry quarrel between M. Victorien Sardou and M. Paul Feval has been made up by the intervention of friends. . . . We are to have a most interesting museum of medieval seals and documents opened in the building of the Ecole des Chartes. Great exertions are made to have the new reading-room of the Imperial Library ready for opening on the 15th of August. G. S. CESSATION OF AN ONEROUS BURDEN. EDITOR OF PUBLISHERS' CIRCULAR.-Sir: On the first of August the book-publishers, stereotypers, printers, and binders were relieved of an onerous burden-onerous with regard to the time, trouble, and vexation involved, as well as in the amount of money actually paid; I refer to the Internal Revenue Tax. Our law-makers at the same time relieved the manufacturing industry of the country of the taxes heretofore paid on many other articles-chiefly of minor importance; and they did so wisely, for all will agree that these taxes should be simplified, reduced as far as possible, and confined to such articles as will yield what the government needs, with the least vexation and burden to the people. But, as I have good reason to believe, the bookand freed from all branches of this tax had it not interest would not have been so wholly absolved been for the influential efforts of the late Commissioner, Hon. WM. ORTON, who, although he declined a liberal offer of some of the fraternity who desired him to act as professional counsel in the matter, did nevertheless present and urge before the Committee the expediency for various weighty reasons of erasing this interest entirely from the tax-list. request to examine it, and reply through the postoffice in a letter addressed to given initials. reply was made, but never taken out of the postoffice, and the story was published. .. Just now M. Ponson du Terrail's name is on every wall in Paris. He went a few days since to an attorney's office to transact some law business. The attorney's clerk asked him his name. He informed him. "Is it one word, sir?" asked the clerk. "Just as you please," replied the popular author, who is kindness Unless I am greatly mistaken, this was a very itself, and has not one particle of vanity in his important service on the part of Mr. Orton-rencomposition. The clerk wrote Ponsonduterrail....dered in good faith to the government as well as to The French Emperor has given M. Dübner, the all parties concerned, and on simple principles of learned and modest German allured to France by justice and national policy. the Messrs. Didot (he has done them yeoman's service), a pension of $600 for life. He has been of great assistance to the French Emperor while his Majesty was writing Cæsar's life, and he is now The object of this note is simply to suggest, as a preparing an edition of Cæsar's Commentaries, to be query, whether the publishers who have been thus printed at the Imperial Printing Office for the great relieved of a troublesome and expensive burden, All known manuscripts-even the would not take pleasure in recognizing the services most famons of all, that which is in the Vatican of Mr. Orton, perhaps of Mr. Wells also, by placing Library of these Commentaries have been col- in their private libraries a nice copy of each of their lected, and it is boasted, as it would seem upon standard publications-or at least some of themgood ground of reason, the edition in press will be as a token that their services are appreciated? the most perfect edition of this work yet published. I need not say that I make this suggestion without ...In this day, when the transatlantic world is so the knowledge or consent of either of the gentleseriously afflicted with Gallomania, it may be as men, but I trust it will not be deemed impertinent well to note what wretched scholars the French or improper. Very truly yours, make. They are acute enough, but they cannot be NOTES ON BOOKS AND BOOKSELLERS. trusted; they are inaccurate, they are giddy. Messrs. Didot have not only M. Dübner to superEDITOR PUBLISHERS' CIRCULAR.-A correspondent, intend their classic editions, but Dr. Hoefer to super- in your issue of July 16th, suggested a uniformity intend their Biographical Dictionary. I might go of size in trade-lists, &c. It is a much needed reon and show how the most important posts here are form, and I have been glad to see it touched upon filled entirely by Germans. French scholarship is in your columns. Almost every bookseller preserves beneath contempt. The Academy of Moral and the catalogues of the trade-sales, and it seems to Political Sciences have elected the Duke de Broglie me that this or near this is the desirable size for as a member of the Section of Philosophy: M. Ber- all lists or circulars that circulate in the trade. sot in the Section of Morals (in the place of the Much is due also to Hon. DAVID A. WELLS, who held the same views, and effectively advocated them before the Committee. exhibition. P. C. late M. Gustave de Beaumont), and M. Cauchy in AMONG those who have sustained an irreparable the Section of Legislation, Public Law, and Jurispru- loss by the late terrible conflagration in Portland, dence (in the place of the late M. Berenger). .Me., is Mr. H. W. BRYANT, who has lost his collecMrs. Partington's laughable blunders are becoming tion of pamphlets, including a fine assortment of as great favorites in Europe as they are in America. catalogues of books, coin, and autograph sales, cirThey are translated into all the European news-culars and prospectuses, the collections of ten years papers, and her name is fast becoming one of the past. Auctioneers, booksellers, and collectors of household words of the world. I believe B. P. books, who have catalogues that they can spare, Shillaber, Esq., of the "Saturday Evening Gazette," and also any circulars and prospectuses of works of is the author of all of Mrs. Partington's witty blun- limited editions, will confer a favor that would AUGUST 15, 1866. be gratefully appreciated by forwarding them to Mr. Bryant. Anything in the shape of a book, coin, or autograph catalogue, old or modern, American or foreign, will be welcome. A WRITER in the "Nation" thus calls attention to a curiosity of literature which he seems to have been the first to notice: "A striking coincidence of poetic conception and expression occurs in the July number of the Atlantic Monthly.' Two poems could not well be less alike than Longfellow's 'On Translating the Divina Commedia,' and Bryant's 'The Death of Slavery.' But they each use the same image, and embody in similar language--the wide dissimilarity of theme and reference, together with the fact that they appear at the same date in the same periodical, adding interest to the parallel. Longfellow addresses the shade of the poet saturnine :' 'I enter, and see thee in the gloom The congregation of the dead make room Bryant addresses the shade which he sends, 'accursed of God,' to take its place with baleful memories of the elder time:' Lo, the foul phantoms, silent in the gloom and an index, and given an introduction which gives the dates of the different parts of the book, with a history of the manner in which it grew into existence. A VOLUME OF REMINISCENCES.-Mr. William H. Bogart, better known to the public as Sentinel of the "World," is a veteran correspondent, whose connection with the press has given him abundant opportunities of becoming familiar with notable men of the State of New York and the nation. He has collected in the shape of a volume a large number of his reminiscences of men and events, just published by Carleton. The title-"Who Goes There?" is, most singularly chosen, and does not indicate the nature of his book. We suppose, however, that every writer has the prerogative of christening his own bantlings without criticism. The collection is very rambling and discursive, and contains many pointless anecdotes, but will interest any one who cares to spend an idle hour in perusing it. The author's own personal recollections go pretty well back, and he seems to have improved his opportunities of eliciting from the veterans of his acquaintance their reminiscences of the revolutionary era. Among these is one in regard to Washington, which we have never before seen. It is of the only man who was not awed by the presence of Pater Of the flown ages, part to yield thee room.'" Patriæ. This man, a Mr. James Byrnes, owned A BOOK FOR WOMEN.-" Why Not?" is the title some land which Washington desired to have inof a small book, published by Lee & Shepard, Bos- cluded in his plan of the Federal capital. Mr. ton, and written by Dr. Horatio Robinson Storer, a Byrnes flatly refused. "Unused to opposition, well-known Boston surgeon. It was a prize essay, Washington turned upon him and said, as he only for which the American Medical Association award- could say it, 'Mr. James Byrnes! what would your ed the gold medal for 1865, and is issued by order land have been worth if I had not placed this city of the Association. This endorsement is sufficient on the Potomac ? Byrnes was not crushed; but, proof of the value and trustworthiness of the book, undismayed, coolly turned to him and said: which contains advice of the greatest importanceGeorge Washington, what would you have been to the health of women. The subject treated is worth if you had not married the widow Custis?' one concerning which there is little accurate information among those most concerned, whose lives frequently pay forfeit for their ignorance. MONTHLY PERIODICALS.-The "Shilling Magazine," edited by Samuel Lucas, M. A., literary critic of "The Times," has ceased to live. Miss Braddon's new magazine will soon appear, it is said, and Mr. Pitman has issued the first number of "The Shorthand Magazine, a Miscellany of Original and Select Literature, Lithographed in Pitman's Phonography." Several years ago one of the Pitman brothers commenced the publication of a weekly journal called "The Phonetic News," every word of which was spelled exclusively as sounded. Thus the paper itself was called The Fonetic Nuz." It was short-lived, but had become such a curiosity that a large sum has occasionally been paid for a specimen number. Ar the great fire in Portland, Me., which broke out on the afternoon of the Fourth of July, and raged for fifteen hours, many valuable libraries were destroyed. Among the largest were those of the Portland Athenæum, Mercantile Association, Rev. Dr. Shailer, and Mr. Oliver Gerrish. A CENTURY OF OPERAS.-Signor Pacini, the veteran composer of Italian operas, announces his hundredth work, which he promises shall be his last, for performance at Palermo. A large portion of the book is devoted to pleasant reminiscences of the men who have been prominent in the State of New York before and since the Revolution. MR. STORY, THE SCULPTOR.-We observe that Chapman & Hall, the London publishers, announce. in one volume royal octavo, "The Proportions of the Human Figure, according to a New Canon, for Practical Use. Illustrated by Plates. By W. W. Story." We need remind few of our readers, we believe, that Mr. Story is the son and biographer of the late Judge Story, and indeed is himself a member of the Boston bar, and author of several lyric works of standard merit. He diverged, however, into pure literature, first publishing a volume of poems, and subsequently the life of his father, and finally applying himself to sculpture, which art he cultivates in Rome, placed on the International Exhibition of 1862 (London), two examples of his art, the British criticism upon which was: "The most original and the noblest of the statues which de Parted from the classic type were undoubtedly those of Mr. Story-the 'Sibilla Libica' and 'Cleopatra,' in both of which an Egyptian type was fitly chosen, and which are alike large in style, admirably modelled, and possess an air of majesty, repose, and calm self-possession." Mr. Story is the author of a lively and accurate volume upon Rome, and the poem called "Ginevra da Siena," over 1500 Magazine" for June, was his production also. His lines in length, which appeared in "Blackwood's forthcoming work will be a contribution to the lite rature of Art. THE KORAN.-Sale's translation of the Koran (Al Koran, the Book, as we say The Bible), is so very carelessly executed that it is surprising a better has not been published, long ago. The Rev. J. M. Rodwell, rector of one of the great parishes in London, has brought out a new version, which is well spoken of by the critics across the water. He has closely rendered the Arabic into English, appended notes the Late War." AMERICAN NAVY.-The last number of the "Edinburgh Review," just published in London, has a long article entitled "The American Navy during |